My Poems

The New Girl

  It's hard, being the new girl
  When all your friends are somewhere else
  You're left to brave a different building, with different rules, different teachers, and different people
  It's hard when you finally realize these different people have different expectations
  Because while all these other freshmen have their friends from grade school, you're left with no one
  Why would anyone want to befriend the out-of-district freshman?
  Plenty, they just don't want you
  'Cause I see those girls from junior high
  I know they see me, they recognize me
  But they were--are the popular kids
  They fit in just fine
  It's hard because it's been nearly four months since day one, and I have yet to talk to more than the same four people on a daily basis
  Because that number dropped to three when I called her out on bullying

  It's hard, being the new girl
  When I've already been labeled as a "Sensitive bitch" when I called out a boy on his sexist joke
  When I got called a "stupid cunt" for telling off a boy for making a rape joke
  I'm left alone at lunch because the one time I tried joining a group, I was ignored the entire time by the one who invited me
  Because who would want the lonely freshmen?
  Up until now, I thought this place was better than the high school my friends go to
  I'm having second thoughts
  It's hard because just last week, we had an assembly about bullying, but kids thought we didn't need to talk about it

  It's hard, being the new girl
  Because you know that if you wear the wrong clothes, you'll get sent home
  But hey, that's every school, right?
  It's hard because when the teacher says "Group project!" you want to cry
  Because who would want the sensitive, bitchy freshmen?
  It's hard because while you get all your work done in class, you wish that for once, just once, you'd get in trouble for talking too much with other kids
  Because music is the one thing that gets you through the day in one piece
  Because you can't wait to go home and feel accepted and tell your best friends about that stupid english assignment you have to do

  It's hard, being the new girl
  Because this poem was way too easy to write.